Quotes About Routine

She just didn't think it decent to live in a place where there were no coffee shops to have breakfast in when she woke up

The revolution proceeded routinely and according to the rules of networked 21st-century protest.

His rule of thumb, after a walk, is to drink water until he begins to urinate again. Then he can consider other activities.

Talking to a black-and-white on the Street is like talking to a person who has his face stuck in a xerox machine, repeatedly pounding the copy button, while you stand by the output tray pulling the sheets out one at a time and looking at them.

You could get used to anything. You got used to it and then time raced by, and before you knew it, time was up. He

You could get used to anything. You got used to it and then time raced by, and before you knew it, time was up

He thinks that there has been some routine polite conversation along the way, but there is never any point in actually monitoring that kind of thing.

Thousands of years ago, the work that people did had been broken down into jobs that were the same every day, in organizations where people were interchangeable parts. All of the story had been bled out of their lives. That was how it had to be; it was how you got a productive economy.

You have an agreeably uninteresting existence. Let's see if we can change that.

Some days I woke up and got out of bed and brushed my teeth like any normal human being; some days I woke up and lay in bed and looked the ceiling and wondered what the hell the point was of getting out of bed and brushing my teeth like any normal human being.

Physics is the only profession in which prophecy is not only accurate but routine.

Half the world hates What half the world does every day Half the world waits While half gets on with it anyway

I'm getting chest pains...You give me chest pains Uncle Willie. It's my fault you get excited. Yes, it's your fault! I only get chest pains on Wednesdays. So come on Tuesdays.

Thoreau's philosophy: If you read about one train wreck, you've read about them all.

Life gets tedious," she quoted. "Not sometimes. All the time.

Any faithful account of police investigations, in even the most spectacular homicide case would be abysmally dull. I should have thought you'd seen enough of the game to realize that. The files are a plethora of drab details, most of them entirely irrelevant. Your crime novelist gets over all that by writing grandly about routine work and then seleting the essentials. Quite rightly. He'd be the world's worst bore if he did otherwise.

That initial anger she had felt turned to sadness, and now it had become something else, almost a dullness of sorts. Even though she was constantly in motion, it seemed as if nothing special ever happened to her anymore. Each day seemed exactly like the last, and she had trouble differentiating among them.

People didn't change. they liked what they liked even if they didn't understand why.

The most ordinary things could be made extraordinary.

It was inevitable for people to try to create a sense of normalcy in a place where nothing was normal. It helped one get through the day, to add predictability to a life that was inherently unpredictable.

It was just a normal day, a day like any other. But most of all it was a day in which everything was exactly the way it should be.

Comfort and familiarity were wonderful but they also dulled passion and excitement. Predictability and habit made surprises almost impossible.

That's good. And speaking of spelling, tell me -- do you wrap your head in a towel after you shower?

Oh yeah? What did you have last night? Turkey sandwich on wheat. With a pickle. And the night before? Turkey sandwich on wheat. No pickle. She giggled. What was the last hot meal you cooked? He pretended to rack his brains. Uh...beans and franks. On Monday.